[noreptiles_]

General Info
Chrysaora Basilisk are the prevalent equine creatures that inhabit the world Lucent. They roam by the hundreds, using their unique hooves to score the uneven rock and track down their most vital source of nourishment; evil. The relationship between Chrysaora and humans is a complex one. Chrysaora vocalize like horses, but are also thought to have a syrinx much like birds do and have been recorded displaying a variety of sharp, avian sounds. Their eyes layer over with a dark, murky black until their normal eye color pierces through in a great ball of electric light, radiating toward their victim's open eyes and paralyzing them. The Glare is able to stop both human and creature, and after a few days, unique to other forms of basilisk, the paralyzed being transforms into a sea nettle.

Owner: Violenca
Name: Deimos
Gender: stallion
Link to form: |link|
Coat Color: buckskin varnish appaloosa

The story goes like this;
A human trapper had stolen many chrysaora foals and was selling them in a underground black market. A organization of people stopped him and rescued the foals, and are now trying to adopt them out. Each of the foals needs an experienced owner to love and raise them. We're counting on you, the members of the chry community, to give these babes a second chance at life.

Tasks:
- first encounter
- gaining trust
- first feeding
- free spot [make it original!]

[Raury]

Name; Lotto
Gender; Stallion

Ohhh, how precious<3 Thanks! I will get right on this ^^

[Violenca]

Owner: Violenca
Name: Deimos
Gender: Stallion
Task:

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name ;; vio
gender ;; female
breed ;; human
birthday ;; 11.01
zodiac ;; capricorn

name ;; luke
gender ;; male
breed ;; bullterrier
birthday ;; 12.04.
zodiac ;; aries

hey my name is vio.
i've been with horses since i'm born, because my parnets life on a
farm. we have many diffrent horses here. from rescued ones to
priceless competition horses. we mostly do western because we
breed quater horses and appalossas.everything i know i got from
my dad and he got it from my grandpa who got itfrom his dad.
so it's a long family thing. my dad told me i've always been addicted
to horses. and everytime he searched for me, he knew where i
would be. in the box of my favorite horse. his name was samuel.
he already was an old granny horse but he was my first horse to
ride on when i started it. he was so patient whenever i made a
mistake and teached me how to work with him. good old samuel.
he pased by as he was 34 years old! it seemed like he wanted to
teach me everything, so all the young horses will be in good hands.
i'm 21 years old now and there is a big taming event starting,
where i want to practice what i've learned so far. i can't wait to
see which horse i'll lay my hands on and give them a good home
where they will be loved with everything i got.
so let's get this adventure starting.

Gaining Trust:
Day1:
Dad told me he had something special for me, something he has never seen before...
He was at the forest next to a horse market which was hold this weekend. A strange looking man asked him,
if he would like to buy something special, something that the world has never seen before. He first was
suspicious, but as soon as he saw the orange glowing mane he had to buy him.
I was on the way to the stable as Dad called me. I should come down and have a look at a new precious thing
he just bought. I heard a nervous calling from the inside of the trailor and I got realy exciting about what would
be inside. A new Mustang Foal for me to train? Or maybe something new like a Marwari, well Dad loves
exotic horses. He open the trailor and.. I screamed. What was that inside of the trailor? It looked so...
well... fabulous! "This species is called Chrysaora Basilisks. They live far far away from here and as i saw
this little boy I had to think of you and had to buy him. He was not that expensive thou. What will we do with him?"
It sounded like it was straight out of one of my fantasy books. Was this real? I pinched my cheek. Well it seemed to be. The foal inside the Trailor was a little buckskin varnish appaloosa looking stallion. But what was with his mane? It seemed to wave, well seemed to have some kind of... energy ino it? And this Color! Orange. No wonder Dad bought it. I love the color Orange.
"He seems to be very afraid and not sure what to hink of humans. Could you bring the trailor to the small meadow
so he can go out and stay there the night?" Dad nodded and drove the trailor there. I opened it and the small guy
jumped straight out of it. He seemed to be scared, well he was all alone, the only "strange" looking horse on this farm.
I decided to put Salem on the meadow next to him so he will at least have someone to stay with him the night.
Salem wasn't sure what to think about him since he was so diffrent, but as i patted him and told him that everything
was okay he started eating grass. The little one still was pretty excited about where he was, but we'll see what he'll be
the next day.

Day2:
I couldn't sleep pretty well this night. I was so excited how the little foal would be the next morning. So i stodd up at about 6:30 am because i just couldnt sleep anymore. It was pretty cold ouside and the fog was still over the meadows. I went to the 2 smaller ones where Salem and the small one was. I was pretty surprised, as i saw that they both where kinda next to each other, well still on diffrent meadows but they where laying as close as they could together on the ground and sleeped. Well I know horses only do this when they feel safe. Maybe the little one likes Salem and trusts him? This could help me to get near to him. I whistled and Salem woke up, the same as he little one... man I should think about a name for him... we'll se what Dad will say. Salem trotted to me and was happy to see me. I had some apples with me and gave one to him. The little one was pretty suspicious, that Salem trusted me that much. I guess he thought I would be a monster or something. I cuddled with Salem and the smaller one got slightly nearer with every few minutes. He looked as if he was interested into me. He stretched his neck to sniff me. I stood still so he would have more time. After a few minutes he smelled the apple and it looked like he likes the smell. I took it out of my pocket and he was scared that I moved and jumped a bit back, but came nearer as he saw what I had for him. He sniffed again and came stepped towards me. He nibbled at the apple and I was able to touch him. He was so soft and warm. He was not afraid of my touch, he more seemed to like it ! He had no halter on, so I took Salems, made it as small as i could and stroked the little one as i put the Halter around his neck. He first was a bit excited but got used to it pretty quick, so I went into his fence and took him and then told Salem to follow us, so we went to the boxes. All the other ones of our Little Farm where already awake and pretty excited about our new Herd Member. The little one was a bit scared, but as he saw how friendly everyone was he calmed down. Salem knew where his Box was and the one next to him was empty so that's the Box of the little one. I went to the saddle room and grabbed a new Box sign. I wrote his Name down "Deimos? This will be his Name?" My father was right behind me. I nodded and hung it onto his Box.

[noreptiles_]

Congratz Violenca! This foal is now yours <3